Maski is right on developmentally. Unless me, Todd or Mom-mom are within eye shot, he wells up, starts to grunt and/or gets crocodile tears until someone is back in his field of vision. We can't even be in the next room. Little Scootie needs his community. As far as I'm concerned, this is GOOD. Stranger = Danger. Unless...you have someone telling you your baby is being tortured; that he's suffering.
I'm even reluctant to post this because I'm so traumatized about the whole thing...but writing is therapeutic, no?
BB was the Baby J in Neumann University's Greccio and Live Nativity this past Sunday.
I was nervous from the beginning...why didn't they ask me or TBone to be an angel? Mary or Joseph? A SHEEP even?!
Once again, go with your parental instinct, people, if it doesn't feel right, it isn't.
BB getting dressed in his warm winter suit. Left, swaddling clothes.
Still happy!
This kid is a ham...as long as he's with Mommy.
Hand off- he's screaming here. I'm cringing, feeling sick...
Not sure if you can see St. Francis's face...he's cringing too.
Doing their best...
This hurts to even think about it...
Trying the pacifier...
And right then it happened -(while I was doing the mommy sway repeating over and over and over and over to myself, "his basic needs are met: he's fed, he's warm, clean dipe...he's just with strangers, thisisalmostover he's fine...) some man approached me and said, "they should really get that baby's mother to stop this."
Me: I'm his mother.
Jerk: well don't you think you should do something about this? That baby is suffering!!! He's being tortured!
Me: Thanks, but this is hard enough for me, sir, you don't have to tell me.
Him- pointing and yelling in my face about how bad this is- in jumps Todd and other people who physically remove this dude. I speed walk up on stage to get BB and as soon as I do he stops crying and sit with him.
I've been tortured about it since. Seriously.
I keep thinking- if it wasn't for this man, would I even been upset? I don't know- we might've all had a good laugh that Maks was an unhappy Baby J and that's that...but instead I am still SICK over it- I get nauseous anytime I think about it.
Ug. Mommy guilt sucks. That man made me feel like a stage mom who was forcing her kid to wear false teeth like those idiots on that pageant show.
Hey friends, let's be nice to each other AND STRANGERS about children.
A few minutes later, everyone is just fine.
Comments
I'm proud of Maks for making his first onstage debut!
Hendrik is going through the same anxiety, which is completely normal. It is a hard line to walk between wanting to make them completely comfortable, but also preparing them for the world. You're doing a fantastic job; you know how much you adore your kid... Try to file it away as a man with an original Grinch-sized heart and remember that you know that adorable baby best! Even if you feel like you stumbled and ignored your instinct, it just makes you a better parent for the next go-round, right?
his little outfit was adorable